High times, low life
That's it. I'm tired up again. Tired up of waking up in the mournings, tired of catching two busses to the downtown to get to the work, tired up even of playing music
I want a fucking motorcycle again. But I can't see any chance to get it cause I still haven't got money.
Don't ask me why I decided to write this post in english, cause I dunno. I don't know nothing, and I'm tired of thinking 'bout life and all that stuff.